Even though i was in serious pain,
I moved on in sleepless nights but with joy.
In hunger and in thirst,
And like the Book of the Willows;
But the pools of water and the streams of love guided me.
For two years to walk through with pain at my back,
But out of the serpent’s root came forth an adder!
And the off-springs were fiery flying serpents.
But you have covered yourself with the muse of your love,And like the red and the blue rags around you.Red Jacket and black trousers,Satisfied by the proxy of love;And like the Russian Summer on the muse of your love,But it lasted only for 20 minutes.
And i need Brandon to guide me on through the rules of this land.
And i am walking on the dry land to meet your love.
And like the muse of love that stood around me,For it was like where two minds do meet at last.Love is a beautiful thing,But fools do not leave in the heavens above! !Because they are always around you,And i am like a castle with a tower on the side of a mountain.
For the white birds do sing lovers songs above me,And they do call me Dele at times.
And like the stone wall and the snowball!But the victims of the World Trade Centre will always be remembered.Ghetto boys and girls,And with the reflections of the studies from Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) !But the sunshine does not shine on us all at the same time.
